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Christmas Vacation To-Do List

I was going to write a blog about the best movies made in the past two years, but being that I only watch movies on DVD (hate going to the theater), my list is too short.  I do have four movies at home which I was told are good, but haven't had the patience to watch them.'  That coupled with the fact that I only rated four movies with five stars in the past year, makes it more difficult.  Hands down the best movie I've seen made in the last two years was Winter's Bone.  We'll see if it holds up when I get around to this. 

So instead, I am going to write a to-do list for the next 14 days.  Many of the things are simple and some are almost guaranteed without me trying, but after a discussion with someone a week ago, I think a list is an important thing to make.  So here it goes, in no particular order.

1. Enjoy my holiday without the stress that has been bothering me.  I hope not, but this may be my grandmother's last Christmas.  At 98, you have to "start" thinking about these things.  I want to savor the moments of this holiday with her and my father.

2. Truly reflect on this year and how it's affected me in every way.  I need to do some serious soul searching before the new year.

3.  Find the time to speak to an old friend.  We've chatted online, but it's not the same.  Been almost two years since we've spoken.  There is no excuse on my part.

4.  Start working on my project.  I have until January 20th and it's not going to fix itself.

5.  Decide what is important to me.  I spend a lot of time and energy arguing, debating and thinking about things that in the long run aren't important.  I have to really prioritize and decide what is truly important.

6.  Treat myself to a nice meal.

7.  Try to forgive some and forget others.  Move forward and don't look back.  Make amends with some and cut some loose.  Try and figure out where people belong in my life and where I belong in theirs.

8.  Get focused on the future, but don't think too far ahead.

9.  Start writing something substantial.  Maybe a little project a friend and I are thinking of doing.  Maybe something on my own.  I've been talking about this for years.  I write every day.  Let's get some thoughts together and go.

10.  Think. Breath. Smile.


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